"Message deliver good. Scurry, Jarrdreg, scurry." The two scurry out of the tavern.
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Kibbo looks at Rhen's ale. "Great Liberator Reed, you finish with that ale now? Kibbo can finish it for you."
"Uses the poisions I find you, Buggered Muhkin."
"Maybe a spell on him, Jarrdreg."
Muhkin! Muhkin! Yeses, now I knows Great Liberator Buggered Muhkin's full name. Please to server you Great Liberator Buggered Muhkin."
"Does Great Liberator Buggered haves a lasts name? Kibbo like to use prahpah name for hes mastuhs."
" Oh! Kibbo so sorry Great Liberator Buggered. Me no ever call you B-bastard Lizard again, Great Liberator Buggered."
"Kibbo and Jarrdreg show you way. Great Liberator B-bastard-Lizard, did the poisons I find you help the fight?"
Draconic: "Jarrdreg, get your sling ready. We help the pinkskin mastuhs. Skeleton kill us one scratch so we stay way back. When pinkskins start to die we flee."
Draconic: "Kibbo ready to flee. Just say so. Pinkskin suicide."
Draconic: "Uh huh"
"Kibbo no go that way. He always turn before he get there. Not know, Great Liberator Weevon Wingding. Kibbo do know to run away from forgie spurred."
Kibbo searches Yagric's corpse. He finds 4 vials. He sniffs them and looks at them from every angle. "Great Liberator B-bastard-Lizard I finds poison. Tiny centipede poison. You wants Great Liberator B-bastard Lizard?" He is having difficulty holding all 4 vials. As he approaches Great Liberator B-bastard-Lizard he drops one and it breaks when it hits the floor. He freezes in a contorted posture trying to maintain the remaining three vials.
Kibbo and Jarrdreg begin searching the downed warriors.
"No worry Jarrdreg, I kill Glintaxe."
The obsidian missile whizzes past Great Liberator B-bastard-Lizard's ear by an inch or so on its way to contact with Glintaxe dealing 1HP nonlethal damage to the ghost.
Both arrows vanish just before they hit Glintaxe. "Great Liberator B-bastard-Lizard, Glintie-Axe have protection from arrow! You no hurts him." He starts digging around for his sling and the best missile he collected.
"Yup."
"This is way, Great Liberator Reindeer." They head up the north corridor and then west. At the next intersection, they turn north again. Kibbo and Jarrdreg are talking to themselves about something as they round the corner. It takes a few seconds for them to look up.
An evil hiss rises from the darkness ahead. A floating dwarven form shrouded in full plate rounds the corner. The air about this dwarven specter shimmers eerily, and the walls and floor sizzle and smoke where it passes. The thing’s boots scorn the earth, gliding a full foot above the masonry floor. It drags a cruel bloodletter axe in the air behind it. Inititative:
Reinar Zevon Bulgard Rhen Glintaxe Zevon 18/20, Reinar 25/28 Round 1
Kibbo is relieved that B-bastard-Lizard is not going to kill him. "B-bastard-Lizard, they no valuable have. Armor that no fit Kibbo and spears he no use. Ahhh! Jarrdreg they haves slings. Get you one." He backs away from B-Bastard-Lizard. He and Jarrdreg poke around through the obsidian looking for decent sling missiles.
Kibbo looks at the big man with the bow. "That not be your name." Kibbo begins to search the bodies of his previous masters for anything valuable.
Draconic:
"Shhh...when they die we just say they made us slaves. Maybe they get scaredied and leave and not die and be good mastuhs like the other pinkies." Kibbo smiles at his new masters. Kibbo approaches Bulgard. He bows. "My new master have name? I be Kibbo. I serve you."
"Great Liberator Reed have just one name like Kobold. Dwarfies has only one name."
"Great liberator, Weevon. There are many many twaps almost everywhere. We know bestes ways to go. We were once pink skin slaves. Pink skins good mastahs. Kolbold not good mastuhs. Merlokrep sacrificing pink skins to fixes what he broke. Jekkajak tells him this in prohetsie. Names, names. Pink skins have two names. Kobold have one name. What are Great Liberator's namesies?"
" "Great liberator, Reindeer. Stronger than theseies? Oh, yeses. And the little pink skins is all the ways past everyone. Maybe you not go that way."
" Great Liberator Weevon, we know all about the tiny pink skins. They be down below. Ready for sacrifice to crown. Many, many kobolds here. We show you way to tiny pinkies? Jarrdreg like nickienames. I say real names. Can Kibbo know the names of his Great Liberator Mastuhs?"
Bulgard drops the last kobold warrior. End initiative. The two kobold slaves walk toward you, heads held down, but eyes upon you. When they get close, one of them speaks to you in...common? "Great Liberators! Great Liberators! Wheeeeee! I am Kiboo. This be Jarrdreg. We be slaves. We likesies the pink skin mastuhs, we no likesies the kobold mastuhs. We do anything you says. Just says it. We do it." He looks at you with various pitiful, pleading expressions.
"Woohoooo!!!"
"Wooohooo!!!, Wooohooo!!"
The two slaves jump up and down before ending up prone. "Wooohooo!!!, Wooohooo!!!" |